A Trip Down Donut Alley

It's not often we're out with the children in the big town (Hagerstown, Maryland) after 7 p. m., but last night we went to a concert that started at 7:30. That could mean only one thing. Krumpe's Do-nuts!

Simple box

For the past few years, we've made it a tradition to be in Hagerstown late when we were buying, wrapping, and dropping off the last few gifts our church donates for children in need. Then we would swing by a grocery store and buy some milk so that we could be prepared for a real treat.

Bag of beauty

I'm sure you might wonder why a little donut shop tucked away in an alley is worthy of a blog post and the lines that form outside of that little hole-in-the-wall spot. Well, if you live in the Hagerstown vicinity, you know that Krumpe's certainly is most worthy. I remember my first Krumpe's donut. I'm guessing that it was at least 2 days old by the time it hit my lips, and it was better than any other donut that had found it's way there before-- even fresh and hot Krispy Kremes.

Yum.

That's why my husband bought 3 dozen plus donut holes last night! You might notice in the picture that the plain old glazed donuts are nearly gone first. Surely my favorite frosted and filled one should have been smeared this way and that all over my children and myself, right? Nope. When my husband handed me the boxes, I noticed the glazed ones were warm. Warm! You have never had such a delight. Trust me.

Of course, I stole a donut whole after my warm glazed one, and it was cold, but equally delightful. That's why there's a blog post and that's why you must make it a priority to be in Donut Alley after 7 p. m. (Sunday-Friday) if you happen to be passing through the area. And this is not a paid advertisement; I have far too few blog readers for that. 

Now I must go enjoy my unhealthy breakfast.